Year: 2013

The Fear of Moving On

There is something about change and saying goodbye that gets to me. This feeling partly comes from my extremely sentimental heart and complete fear of the unknown. On Monday, December 23rd, I will say goodbye. I am transferring out of my office and into an entirely different field. I have spent three years in my own little cubicle overlooking the entire city with gorgeous views of the mountains blanketed with mist, clouds, and whatever Alaska has up its sleeve. Imagining a work day anywhere else is impossible, but I have to face it. I need to move on and stop being a damn caterpillar. [Cue the hook to Mariah Carey’s “Butterfly.”] But I digress, I just really suck at segueing through life. I cried my eyes out after the last day of high school; I barely made it through graduation. The thought of navigating through college and adulthood was just absurd and came into the forefront too quickly. Quitting my first job felt like daggers free falling down my throat, unsure of where they would land …